C8153 Shit
C8153 Shit
He felt that with this weakness, he should be able to hold on until the Two Poison Demon killed Hua Yuanliao.
"Although Hua Yuanliao's martial arts talent is high, he has just broken through. He shouldn't be a match for them."
"But how long will it take them to kill Hua Yuanliao? I just hope they can do it quickly!" Huo Jing thought to himself as the long sword in his hand continued to block Qin Ming's attacks.
He felt aggrieved.
Qin Ming felt extremely aggrieved.
If there was a flame now, Qin Ming was confident that he would be able to beat Huo Jing to a pulp if he were to fight him head on.
Without the raging flames, he would be afraid to fight.
He was clearly stronger than Huo Jing in terms of martial arts, but it would be extremely difficult to defeat him.
"This can't go on any longer." A cold light flashed in Qin Ming's eyes, and he decided to go all out.
Even if he had to bleed, he had to kill Huo Jing in a short period of time.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to do anything to the three Poison Demons, who were stronger than the world, when Hua Yuan Kui was killed.
Qin Ming's eyes changed as soon as he made up his mind, and the aura around his body became sharp.
Huo Jing was the most affected, and his expression became unprecedentedly serious.
Sure enough, Qin Ming's attacks became even fiercer.
He didn't care about whether he would be injured or not, and he fought in a way that would take him down with him.
"Oh no!"
Huo Jing cried out in his heart, and his body kept retreating.
The sword in his hand danced very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it was not as agile as Qin Ming's fist.
The two of them were fighting back and forth in the sky. Huo Jing kept retreating, panting from exhaustion, in an attempt to avoid Qin Ming's fierce attacks.
However, Qin Ming had already made up his mind, and he didn't hold back at all.
Even though his hands were covered in blood, he continued to attack.
He didn't care if Huo Jing's sword pierced his body.
Below, the human Martial Cultivators had been paying close attention to the battle between Qin Ming and Huo Jing in the sky.
The Martial Cultivators were moved to see Qin Ming disregard his injuries in order to defeat Huo Jing.
When they saw that Hua Yuanliao was fighting the two Poison Demons alone, and that his clothes were soaked in blood, the human Martial Cultivators felt even more complicated emotions in their hearts.
Many of them did not agree with Hua Yuankui.
This was especially so after the Poison Demon Family had planted a spy in the Alliance. They were suspicious of their companions and couldn't completely relax.
What's more, Hua Yuanliao was a Poison Demon himself, and it was more likely that he was a spy of the Poison Demon family, who had deliberately surrendered to Qin Ming.
Now that Hua Yuankui was fighting so hard and attacking with all his might, the human Martial Cultivator could not help but sigh in his heart.
With Qin Ming and Hua Yuankui as examples, the human Martial Cultivator's fighting became even fiercer.
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"Not good!" Huo Jing was shocked.
He didn't expect to lose so quickly.
A very small mistake had been caught by Qin Ming.
Without any hesitation, Qin Ming took advantage of this mistake and continued to attack him.
Cold sweat broke out on Huo Jing's forehead.
Qin Ming had seized the opportunity, and the rhythm of the battle was completely under his control.
Sure enough, within seven moves, Huo Jing was unable to defend himself and was punched in the chest by Qin Ming.
Fortunately, he used the back of his sword to block the blow, which prevented him from being hit.
Even so, he was still hit away. Blood kept coming out from his mouth. His internal organs were in extreme pain. He had been severely injured.
With the severe injury, his martial arts capability had been affected. His strength had dropped by at least thirty percent.
His strength was inferior to Qin Ming's to begin with, and now that it had been reduced by thirty percent, he was no match for him.